Angela Brazil,
The Jolliest School of All
“ They were getting on to the region of the lava, and all the ground was brown, like newly turned peat. Men were busy digging terraces in the volcanic earth, to plant vines, working calmly as if the great cone above them had never belched forth fire and ashes."How dare they live here?" shuddered Peachy, pointing to the tiny dwellings which had been reared here and there. "When they see all the ruin round them, aren't they afraid? What makes them go back?""The ground is so rich," explained Miss Morley. "Nothing grows vines so splendidly as volcanic earth. ”
